Herbert Waxelman lazed on his couch all day. Day after day he grew fatter and paler.
One day his wife could not stand it any longer, “Go outside and get some exercise and sun!”
“It’s dangerous outside,” Herbert said, “and I might get killed! There’s this news report: A lion escaped from the zoo!”
“Well, at least open a window and get some fresh air.”
Herbert’s nacho-cheese laced scent wafted out the open window, attracting the lion.
Later, Herbert’s wife came in, “Uck! Take a bath! You smell like an animal. You also need a shave.”
Herbert growled in dissatisfaction.

